Chapter 171: I don't know how to pretend to understand

Dewey was so angry that he couldn't help laughing at Yang Weicheng's shaking head.

"Huh." He raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, looked at Fu Caiwei and said, "Some people don't know how to pretend to understand, and they love to intervene in everything." And they never know what the consequences will be after this kick. But that's okay, society will teach him this cruel lesson. ”

Yang Weicheng rolled his eyes and looked at Dewey with a smile: "Who doesn't know how to pretend to understand?" How cruel is that cruel lesson? ”

Dewey wanted to act like he didn't bother to pay attention to him, but finally couldn't stand the smile on Yang Weicheng's face.

"You probably don't know, this Mr. Lang came to my country from the Kangxi period, after three generations of prosperous Ming Jun, this painting is not a work of the Qianlong period, what's strange? And at that time, although the court painters had different styles, they also deliberately imitated his style in order to match him. ”

He has a small mouth, and the horn is like a Gatling.

Yang Weicheng had already imagined in his mind the picture of himself being beaten into a sieve.

"You're right, the Baji Diagram should not be a work in the Qianlong period, but why is it signed, but it is the year of Xinyou?" Yang Weicheng pointed to the corner of the painting and looked at Dewey with a smile.

Dewey was stunned, his eyes blinked, and he didn't react for a long time.

It was the old man Fu, who pinched his fingers and began to count the stems of the heavens and the earth.

"Xinyou Year...... In this way, it seems that it is indeed the Qianlong period. ”

Dewey even tickled Yang Weicheng's teeth with hatred, but his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, this is not necessarily, there is reincarnation in the year of the heavenly and earthly branches." ”

"That's right!" Old Man Fu looked at him with a smile.

Yang Weicheng also smiled kindly at him.

"There is a reincarnation in those twelve years, so the Xinyou year may also be the Yongzheng year!" Dewey's head flickered, his eyes glowed with intelligence, and he said the stupidest sentence of his life.

Then he saw that Yang Weicheng and Old Man Fu got their heads together, continued to study the painting, and ignored him.

Dewey was a little dazed and looked at Fu Caiwei beside him.

Fu Caiwei also smiled at him awkwardly and didn't say anything.

Dewey later learned that the original year of the sexagenary branch was a cycle of 60 years.

A Xin You paid and sold this high-imitation painting, and Old Man Fu had to regretfully accept this reality.

"Hey! It's a pity, this brush is neat, and it's a masterpiece that I haven't seen for many years. It's just that the painter was born at the wrong time, and he may be poor all his life, and he has to make a living by copying. Old man Fu sighed.

At this time, Dewey was annoyed that the fake painting had been discovered, and he saw that 30,000 yuan had grown wings and flown off. And the culprit is the hateful Yang Weicheng.

Unexpectedly, Old Man Fu turned his head to him again: "I will pay 3,000 yuan to buy your painting, is it okay?" ”

Now that it's been recognized, what's not to do? Don't say three thousand, three hundred are earned.

It's just that Dewey originally wanted to make a good impression in front of beautiful women while making a fortune, but now it seems completely impossible.

He nodded a little awkwardly, "Okay." ”

"Wait a minute!" Old man Fu took out the bag directly from under the pillow, took out an envelope from the bag, and handed it to him, "Here is three hundred, I will make a deposit first, and when you arrive in Yangcheng, you come to find me in such and such a place, I will pay you the balance, and you will paint me, how about it?" ”

Yang Weicheng was stunned, and said in his heart that this old man is really a sassy operation, aren't you afraid of breaking three hundred yuan for nothing?

Dewey was very happy, but his face was a little unbearable: "Since you have received the deposit, you can keep the painting." He took the money and didn't take the painting.

Old man Fu also got off the donkey and put away the painting with a smile.

In fact, Dewey wanted to ask, why are you willing to spend 3,000 to buy it when you know it's a fake?

Yang Weicheng also wondered, and had been pondering in the process of their transaction.

Since then, the journey has been smooth, everyone eats, drinks, sleeps and sleeps, except for Dewey's displeasure with Yang Weicheng, there is no turmoil.

Just like that, when I arrived at Yangcheng, everyone was still queuing up together when I got off the train and left the station, and after leaving the station, they blended into the torrent of people.

Yang Weicheng stood in the station square, looked around, and felt the strong southern scenery, which was a unique taste.

In just over a month, from Beisu to Yangcheng, he secretly sighed that he had experienced a lot, and the magic was that he didn't feel tired at all.

At this time, there are not as many high-rise buildings as in the previous life, and the infrastructure seems old, but the old has a strong sense of history, which cannot be brought by the cement forest and glass curtain wall.

Modernity and a sense of history seem to be two contradictory aesthetics.

Walking in the streets and alleys of Yangcheng, Yang Weicheng felt the scenery of the southern city.

After contacting Shen Xiangqian, he found Yangcheng Hotel to check in.

When I came to Yangcheng, of course, it was morning and afternoon tea, I took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and Yang Weicheng went out to go shopping, eat and drink.

It wasn't until about eight o'clock in the evening that he walked to the hotel.

There are a lot of streets and alleys in Yangcheng, and many small alleys are not crowded at night at this time.

Walking and walking, Yang Weicheng felt that there were footsteps behind him, and he couldn't help but feel furious. Looking back, three people were following him, he was fast for them, he was slow for them, and they were slow for him. It's been a long time.

Yang Weicheng grinned and said secretly: "That Dewey, can't you wait a little longer?" ”

Although the security in Yangcheng was very poor during this period, it was not so bad that he was recruited as soon as he landed. Most of these three people were found by Dewey.

Why? Because Yang Weicheng moved, Dewey made 27,000 less.

Twenty-seven thousand, one big brother is gone!

Yang Weicheng quickly walked through the alley and came to an old street.

The three people also caught up, but found that there was nothing in front of them, only the old streets and street lights, how could there be Yang Weicheng?

Suddenly, a whistle came from behind, blowing a pleasant and unfamiliar melody.

A few people turned around and saw him leaning against the arcade pillars, with his hands around his chest, looking at them with a smile.

The person at the head was tall and tall, wearing a flower shirt, looked Yang Weicheng up and down, and smiled at the two accomplices: "What kind of demon and monster should I be, I actually want all three of us to go out, you wait here, I will get him with one hand." ”

The two men smiled at him: "Go ahead, we believe you." ”

The man then walked towards Yang Weicheng in a big way, and a few seconds later, he was thrown back like a broken sack, his head red and swollen.

The two companions looked at each other, okay, since you can fight like this, then we will beat you together.

The two pounced on Yang Weicheng at the same time, and a few seconds later, the two were thrown back like broken sacks.

The three fell to the ground, clutching their heads and groaning.

Yang Weicheng touched his head, slipped up to them, stepped on their faces, and said with a smile: "Go back and tell Dewey, don't take it as an example." ”

After speaking, he patted the ashes on his body and walked leisurely towards the hotel.

The three men wept and mourned, and their heads ached fiercely. They can't see themselves, but they can see each other. I saw that everyone's heads were red and swollen, shining under the street lamp.

"***, what kind of job did Dewey find for us? Go back and settle accounts with him! The three of them thought in unison.

On the way back, Yang Weicheng touched his head and wondered: "I didn't have such a powerful brain before, how did I become like an invincible iron King Kong after crossing once?" ”

The fair was held two days later, and the hotel where Yang Weicheng stayed happened to be not far from the venue, and the merchants who stayed were all coming to participate in the fair.

This gave him a lot of opportunities to observe others.

Some of these people bring household appliances, some bring local products, and most of them are clothing, shoes and hats.

The first time he participated in this kind of trade fair, Yang Weicheng was very nervous and excited, and he waited patiently.

But he said that early the next morning, he went to Yangcheng Restaurant for morning tea.

Yangcheng Restaurant is a local time-honored brand, the dim sum made is particularly delicious, Yang Weicheng in his previous life longed for this restaurant, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to eat after being struck by lightning.

He clicked on his own and ordered a table of refreshments, such as rice rolls, siu mai, chicken feet, and custard buns, all in duplicate.

Everyone else eats at the same table as a family, and he eats several times the amount of others by himself, and the diners who come and go can't help but look at him.

The snacks were all on the table, and Yang Weicheng was about to start, when suddenly a small hand was on his shoulder: "Mr. Yang, such a coincidence, you also come here for morning tea?" ”

The voice was quite good, Yang Weicheng looked back, and it turned out to be the Gucci girl Fu Caiwei.

"Miss Fu, what a coincidence. Why don't you meet by chance and sit down and eat together? Yang Wei said.

Fu Caiwei looked at the food on the table, smiled and shook her head: "No, so as not to disturb you." ”

"It's just me, not you." Yang Weicheng explained.

Fu Caiwei paused for a few seconds, realized it, and then her eyes widened: "Wow, you eat so much alone?!! ”